Christopher's POV This was exhilarating the way Dante handled the whole situation. Now we were sitting right beside the dining old man.Dante had ordered another drink, and the old man was giving us a look that could kill.We'd not only badly bruised his ego, but we'd also annoyed him to the extent of leaving one restaurant and then followed him to another.I could only imagine just how much rage he was suppressing.It was absolutely hilarious, and I was trying my best not to fall over laughing at him."Sunshine, what do you want to eat for dinner?" Dante whispered in my ear loud enough for the man to hear.I smiled and mused like I was trying to figure out what to say.I bit my lips and leaned in to whisper again, loud enough for the old fart to hear."I don't know. I'm pretty hungry. Why don't you feed me that big cock of yours?" I asked in a sultry tone.That seemed to piss off the old man because he finally stood up in anger and pulled out his phone.He called someone and began t
Dante's POVWe grinned, kissing as the old man came out of the bar furious. He had a weary-looking staff member coming along with him."There they are," he pointed at us with rage.I chuckled and pulled away from Christopher.The staff walked up to us cautiously, looking like he didn't want to have to do this."Umm... could you guys move a little away from the streetlight? I'm so sorry about this," he blurted out, and I smiled."Hmm, I don't know. I don't want to," I responded, and he nodded, turning back to the old man."Umm, well sir. He doesn't..." he started to say to the old man, but the old man got even more furious and started to rage at him."Who the fuck do you think you are? Do you know who I am? Get these fags out of here or you'll never get employment anywhere in your miserable life and your little bar will be closed down," he threatened the staff and turned to us with pleading eyes, but I just smiled.I had been bored for a while. This was more entertainment than Christop
Christopher's POV"Where are we going?" I asked as we walked the streets at night. He’d insisted that we not take a car and just order an Uber.That was not only very surprising, but it was also very out of character for Dante."It’s a surprise," he whispered, dragging me along from where we’d dropped off from the Uber to a salon.There was a guy cutting hair while some music played."Hey, Player," he laughed, opening the door, and the man looked up at us and smiled."You made an appointment months ago and you're finally making your way here?" he said in a rude tone, giving us a once over."Oh, come on," he shuffled to me."Such lush hair," he murmured to himself before giving Dante another stink eye.He pulled me along."Hey, sweetie. You're quite as beautiful as your pictures," he smiled, dragging me to a chair and plopping me on it."Are you gonna stand there or will you take a seat?" the man hissed at Dante.He seemed to have a personal vendetta against him, and he didn’t seem to
Dante's POVA week laterI had a surprise planned for him. I couldn't wait for him to see it. It had taken me a week to have this ready for him.I had kept it a secret so it would be a surprise for him. Ever since my random proposal in the club, he's been slightly distant.I saw him space off whenever he was alone. He'd fade off into a world only he inhabited. I felt guilt.I should never have brought up marriage. I don't even know why I did that.I mean, I wasn't even a fan of marriage myself. It was just something that I blurted out loud without thinking.I was just in the moment, and staring at his beautiful face had me wanting to keep it as mine forever.It was a combination of a lot of things that I now deeply regret because whatever it was, I now regretted it deeply.God.Dante Abyss.You've wanted this your whole life. You've waited for centuries to have it. You better not fucking ruin it.I had been working from home and staying with Christopher since he turned, because I knew
Christopher's POV "Let's go home," he whispered against my lips, and I smiled. "Which of the homes? We were living in the penthouse before that was cut short, and now we're back in the manor," I whispered, and he chuckled, resting his forehead against mine. "Well, you became a vampire, so everything changed," he responded, tracing his finger along my jawline. I pouted at him. "I really enjoyed staying at the penthouse," I whispered, and he smiled. "Really?" he asked as his fingers traced down to my collar. "Yeah, I mean, I love the manor, don't get me wrong. I love the manor when it's filled with people. It's like this huge family home. I enjoy that, but I like the penthouse because it's more personal, more private. I can see you," I explained and frowned slightly. "We have to stay away from the sunlight because of your sensitivity to the sun, and the manor provides that protection. The penthouse is more windows than anything." He sounded like he was mad at himself and the hous
Dante's POV Trying to trick me into bringing my guard down was a new one I didn't expect him to do that. He was very stubborn in his desire not to lose to me, and I liked it. I also liked the way he was pressed face-first against the wall as punishment for trying to cheat. “Dante,” he called to me, and I just bent further into him, bringing my face to his shoulder so I could whisper in his ear. “What’s wrong, Sunshine? Do you want this?” I asked, pressing my crotch harder into him. He gasped and swallowed but didn’t say anything. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Let go of me,” he protested, and I just chuckled. “I don’t know… Don’t you think it’s already too late for that?” I asked, pressing harder into him. I let my other hand the one not holding his hands together wander. I slipped it into his shirt and trailed my way up until my hand came out the other side. I grabbed his chin and turned it to face me before planting a kiss on him. He whimpered as I pulled away an